moonlight bouncing off the floor, illuminating the figure of a girl forlorn,
having cried all night 'cause her heart's been torn.
she closes her eyes and lets the tears fall off her cheeks,
tonight she is restless, she'll have no peace.
tossing and turning, the turmiol builds inside,
untill finally, sleep sets in, and pain temperarily subsides.

as she shivers and shakes, alone in her bed,
she dreams of her love, then she dreams herself dead.
the torments of day, follow her into the night.
and soon she's awoken by the sun's harsh light.
but instead of tring to make the best of a new day,
she ends it all, just to make the pain go away...


eh, ignore my spelling.